An Yu was about to ask something again, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Lu Ping, who was standing in front of the door, opened the door a corner of the room under the signal of the two. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Excuse me," a young Taoist boy in front of the door was wearing a cyan Taoist uniform, smiling shyly at Lu Ping: "Dare to ask which one is the seventh lady of the Yong'an Hou Mansion?" Yingyang real people, please talk about it. ”

Looking for yourself? Yan Xiaoqi stood up confusedly, and walked out of the door under An Yu's equally confused gaze.

"The little girl is the seventh girl of the Yong'an Hou Mansion, please lead the way." Yan Xiaoqi followed behind Xiao Daotong very politely, and he didn't even bring Lu Ping.

She is not worried at all that someone will come to her to trouble her under the banner of others, Yingyang Zhenren's reputation is too loud, and people with a little brain will not use real people as an excuse.

After hundreds of years of repair, Baiyun Temple has evolved from the original small Taoist temple to the first view in the world today. The bluestone-paved path, flanked by lush towering trees, is like an ink painting, slowly unfolding in front of her eyes.

There is no heavy luxury, just such a light and light, which has already made people feel unprecedented awe in their hearts when they travel all the way.

Yan Xiaoqi walked slowly behind Xiao Daotong, and every step seemed to be able to soothe her confused and anxious heart.

"Miss Seven, the real person is in the courtyard, you go in, I will wait here and send you back to the wing room later." Xiao Daotong explained very clearly.

The towering camphor trees in the courtyard are stretching their branches and leaves through the courtyard wall, this courtyard is obviously much larger than the place next to it, and the cleaning is also cleaner, Yan Xiaoqi glanced around a few times without a trace, and then pushed open the door with peace of mind.

Under the tree, a person with black hair in black clothes was drinking tea with his back to her, and when he heard the sound, he just said lightly: "Come here." ”

Yan Xiaoqi was stunned, these two words, she had heard them almost every day in the past few years, she walked forward quickly, and saw a pair of shining peach blossom eyes with a strange halo on that ordinary face, looking at her with a smile.

"Uncle Yu?"

Yan Xiaoqi couldn't suppress her shock, so she watched the man with a free and easy posture slowly get up, and then, her slender fingers gently seemed to help her cheek.

One of her hearts stalled instantly, like a rapid drumbeat, and a sound reached her eardrums.

The fingers finally brushed her cheeks, landed on the top of her hair, removed a yellowed dead leaf, and the low, mellow voice with a little teasing sounded in her ears: "It's still so sloppy." ”

Yan Xiaoqi's face instantly turned red into the sunset on the horizon, and his big eyes glared at him aggrievedly, wanting to say something, but after all, he couldn't say anything, but the fog in his eyes gathered more and more, like an ocean bursting the embankment, rolling and slipping.

The man's joking words suddenly stopped in his throat, his eyes were bright, and he only stepped forward and pulled Yan Xiaoqi into his arms, put his big hand behind her back, and patted it a few times clumsily: "Don't cry." ”

Yan Xiaoqi didn't know why she was crying, the grievances of the past two lives weighed heavily on her chest like a mountain, she was flustered and helpless, and every time she wanted to work hard, she would always do many things wrong.

In the past few months, the panic seemed to have found an outlet for catharsis the moment she saw Zhang Yu, she hugged Zhang Yu's waist with her backhand, crying very attentively.

Xi Yu, who has always come and gone alone, looked at Yan Xiaoqi, who was holding him and crying, except for gently patting her back and persuading her softly, he didn't know what to say.

From a small whimper to a big cry to a hiccup chok, Yan Xiaoqi cried very layeredly. In the end, he was really tired of crying, so he put all the weight of his body on Xi Yu's body, including the tears on his face and snot.

"Finished crying?" The placket of the front coat was completely wet, and Xi Yu tried to restrain himself from throwing her aside, and then went back to the room to change clothes.

Yan Xiaoqi cried indecently, and rubbed on him again: "This time, it's okay." ”

Do you want to have a next time?! Xi Yu's head is big, and he now understands why Qiumu Yunshui is most afraid of women's tears, and it is really troublesome.

"Why are you here?" It's already strange to meet Yasuda, and this will meet Zhang Yu again, is that Sun Bei, who wants her life, also appear here?

"You're all here, why can't I?" Xi Yu pulled Yan Xiaoqi out of his arms, and regretted that he had just softened his heart and stepped forward to comfort him, the tears and snot in this body, and he couldn't use magic in the mortal world, he only felt that his eyebrows were beating.

Yan Xiaoqi just asked in passing, in her opinion, this kind of thing is mysterious and mysterious, even if the question is detailed, she may not be able to understand!

"You're the real person who Yingyang?" How can people cross the identity of the scenery, thinking about the name of the first beautiful man in the capital of Yasuda, it is impossible to say that there is no pantothenic acid in the heart.

"It's not." Xi Yu picked up the placket of his front coat, but he still couldn't help but get up: "You wait for me first." ”

Saying that, he quickly walked back to the room, quickly changed into clean clothes, and then sat back beside her under Yan Xiaoqi's annotation.

"I'm the watchman here."

The legendary viewer who can call the wind and rain, is omnipotent, and has magic to the sky.

Click, Yan Xiaoqi's jaw dropped.

Why is she either a peasant girl or a concubine! The imbalance in her heart has risen to the extreme, and she subconsciously ignores the legendary viewer, who is already one or two hundred years old.

"You didn't come here just to catch up, did you?" The sound of grinding teeth was mixed in the words, and Yan Xiaoqi had already thought about whether to go up and bite him or kick him later.

"I want to accept a closed disciple, are you interested?" Xi Yu didn't tease her anymore, and the crying like a magic voice just now seemed to still linger in his ears.

Closed disciples? What's that?

"Am I going to become a monk?" Yan Xiaoqi didn't feel that he had no common sense at all.

"We are a Taoist temple, not a nunnery!" Xi Yu suddenly had a headache: "It's just a nice name, and it may be able to help you block a lot of troubles in the future." ”

Troublesome? Yan Xiaoqi thought about it, her biggest trouble was her undignified background. Thinking of the grandmother who liked to make things difficult for her everywhere, and the old lady who liked to treat her as air, she suddenly had a little expectation for this name.

"As your disciple, can you live in the Taoist temple?" Her biggest dream is to eat and wait for death, although the Taoist temple is a little harder, but there are few worries.

"It's okay to come and stay for a while once in a while." Xi Yu didn't want her to be dangling in front of her all the time.

That's not bad, Yan Xiaoqi thought beautifully, she is a little transparent in the house, and no one pays attention when she goes out, so she just takes advantage of the reason to come to the mountain to hang out everywhere, how good.

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